After Skype we jumped in the pool to cool down. That felt great. We caught up with John and Sharon and asked how John was feeling after all the bee stings. He is doing fine but woke up this morning with his eye swollen shut. Something had bit him in the night. What a run of bad luck. Today was the party for Tracy, her fortieth and the entire group was invited. It was fun talking to all the people. Someone in the group started asking about how long people were married. Now lots of cruisers aren't married so to get many people married for any length of time is really something. Two other couples, as well as ourselves are right at the forty year mark. Hey, I just realized, that is when Tracey was born, whew. The other two couples, the guys are retired fire fighters and since my Dad and his Dad were both firefighters there is always a special spot in my heart for these hard working guys. Pretty kewl. One fellow just arrived via air the day before. He has flown down to help crew on one of the boats and is all fired up with enthusiasm. It is his first trip to Central America and he is loving the place, the people, and the adventure. He is no slouch when it comes to traveling, he has backpacked around the world once already. I told him it is a lot easier getting across the ocean in a boat but not any faster, ha. It turned out he is from Folsom California, a friend of the fellow I talked to yesterday who is from Richmond, so we had lots to chat about. It was pizza night at the restaurant, so everyone ordered pizza only to find out they didn't have enough cheese to make all the pizzas. What on a Spanish menu doesn't have cheese? Oh well. If you had that much cheese then people would always be ordering pizza and that would just be too much work, huh? Dinner was just about over when the excitement started. Collette was heading home and came running back from the docks saying she needed help. A boat was stuck sideways in the dock. The dock is typical, a long walkway out the middle with fingers that go out far enough apart to put two boats between each finger. Somehow this boat ended up with its bow on the tip of one finger and its stern on the next finger. It was pinned there by the rush of the out going tide. Hard to believe anyone could arrange a boat in such a perfect manner. A guy in a ponga hooked a line to the bow and pulled while the group gathered at the stern and pushed. The boat managed to swing free, make a small bounce off the far side, and was free. No damage anywhere. I wish I could have gotten a picture. We headed back to the bar area for desert (B'day cake) and then called it an evening.
Jack has worked himself out of one pickle and into the next. It is amazing how he manipulates each new female employee of CTU to do things against policy to help him out. We spent another wonderful night sleeping in the cockpit with a nice cool breeze, away from the noisy fish……more later..
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